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CHAPTER XII JEALOUSY.

Next day, as Sir Brlsco had to go to
town.. Lonsdale had promised to take
shlalSnie for row on the river.
A night did not soothe away the annoy
ance-it amounted to jealousy now-cf
Montague Lonsdale; the "trihes light as
air'' had assumed absurdly colossal pro
portions; and, thinking chiefly Of how he
could contrive to shorten his visit to
Ravensbeurne hall, he set out to keep his
appointment witt Melanie, at their usual
place and hour, but with very mingled
emotions in his heart indeed.
How often we exhaust ourselves erming
for battles we are never called upon to
fzht!
SO the worrying thoughts of Lonedsle
Coursed through his mind again and
again, with provoking iteration; but
either he came too early or MeIanle was
detained (nis watch, he WAS certain, was
correct, which 1t was not, anyway,
she was not there, and, in gust
of ill-ussge snd ill-temper, morti-
fed and heart-s0re, dreadiDg he scarcely
knew what-all the more so, as bu: few
days of his leave remained ere he would
have to report himself at his idepot-to
.,ique and disappoint Melenie, il she
should come after all, he took bost from
Sir Brisco's private boat-house, shipped
the souls and shot sway up the river.
He had now, he thought, new and
distinct clew to the reason why mis- en-
gagement with Melsnie had become so
eminently distasteiul to her uncle.
Inflrm Of purpose, even in his anger, he
paused with his SOULS suspended in the
air twenty times, as his heart relented to-
wards her and then grew hard again when
he thought OF Sir Brisco's bouquet of
Gloire de Dion roses and his overnight
condolences, and in a really senseless 1T
of anger he pulled away, and left the
vicinity Of the Ravensbourne grounds far
sstern.
Could he only have known, apart from
having no control over the gift OF the
bouquet or the revelations Of the wine
loosened tongue of the old baronet, the
nervous abruptness of the adieu at the
hsll had dwelt painfully IN the mind OF
Melsnie, as in his OWE, that it had cost
her tears behind her veil as the carriage
bore her home, and that she longed now,
with all her soul, to "tslk it all over''
with him!
! The scenery of the river, beautiful
everywhere above the ugly locale Of Lon
!
/ features not generally seen at others
/ Between Oxford and the village of Ted
! dington, every pretty cottage and man
/ sion is fully tensnted, and strawberry
! feasts and flowers at these and the quaint
| old inns, where signbosrds still swing
above the messy horse-troughs, NEE
the eyes OF those who row up stream o.
| down; and every nook seems to swarm
J INIT ,Nifo % y,
the mighty city.
The picturesque old LIGHTHOUSE, fes-
TONED with roses, Virginia creeper
sweetly- scented syringe, and other flow
eIs, are there; the abodes Of smart youps
fellows who long to be able only to sleel
N the summer air. and take their morn
ing "tub" in the white, foaming weir be.
low.
So, with muscular arms stripped to thu
elbow, his sunburned neck Invested o
collar srd tie, his broad straw hat grit b,
6 floating white puggree that he had worl
many time round his helmet in Chow
ringer, and many march up country
Montague Lonsdale sullenly and nervous
ly pulled up the stream, revenging him
self the while, by supposing that Melanie
might be thinking when he failed to KEEP
his LIySl II Suc hepI ueIsJ duu HuUluS
species Of grim but transient pleasure il
the soft breeze that waved the tall gras
and the sedgy fsgs by the riverside, ant
rustled overhead the crisp foliage tina
was so clearly mirrored down in tn
CLASSY surface below.
Here snd there were merry little par
ties, with children camped out and en-
joying al the glory, abandon and indie
pendence Of a long days picnic; but, 81
ter time, in silent part Of the river
where the banks were starred with gold
en- but.ercups, and where the voices O
the lawmakers in the fields, the sound @
the shsrpened scythe, the clank OF tn
scull in the iron row-lock, or the stroke
of the hour tolled from the ivied towe
of some old Norman church, alone brok
the stiffness; and then for rest an
change, ne pulled the boat into q dee
and shadowy place, where the leaves c
the old oaks rustled overhead, and b
took pull at his flask of brandy-and
water, preparatory to going ashore t
have a sprawl on the long, scented grss
there to lie, cigar in mouth, and gaz
into the blue sky above, and-if possipl
let bitter thoughts and all "the WORT
J go Slide"
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